The Goddess Of Abundance - Poem by Rik Bertrand
Her gift is cornucopia the mystical horn of plenty,
There is only one, not five or ten or twenty.
Filled with all that is needed for all that are needy
She loves all and gives all; she is not at all greedy.
The horn of plenty, filled with all that's right,
Carried by a Goddess on her life's plight.
Riches and wealth in heart and soul,
All in true modesty, all in control.
The Goddess of Abundance, is of many forms
Prosperity covers her, and for her, no one mourns.
Abundance in friendships, in knowledge, and beauty,
She Is a Goddess to all, and she fulfills her true duty.
Goddess of Abundance, true to her fame
She is beauty from the heavens, Angela in name.
She does not let on how graceful and loving she is
For she is the Goddess of Abundance, she is who she is.
REB (JUNE 2012) because the painting is beautiful
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